It didn't take long after I got home. At this time, the sky was about to light up, and the dark night became a little brighter.
Fuchen, who had been sleeping soundly, woke up hungry again.
"Ahh——"
As soon as he opened his mouth, the zombie king threw the child in his hand into Fuchen Fang.
Fuchen closed his mouth and bit off a piece of meat.
Blood splashed everywhere, nourishing the confused brain.
"Ah——" The woman went crazy, struggling to fight Fuchen.
Fuchen looked smaller than a girl.
The girl is still about one or two years old, while Fuchen's body is even smaller.
As soon as the woman stretched out her hand, her nails were still a foot away from the floating dust, and a hand appeared in her abdomen out of thin air.
The woman lowered her head and looked at her belly. The zombie's hand directly opened a big hole in her belly.
The woman vomited blood from her mouth and fell to the ground. Her eyes were dark and full of despair for the world.
In the apocalyptic era, humans are not human beings, but animals.
The weak are the food of the strong.
Fuchen was infected by the zombie virus and turned into a half-zombie. He chewed on a corpse that was larger than himself, his eyes glowed white, and he stared blankly at the big zombie killing people, subconsciously remembering it and waiting to imitate it.
The Zombie King looked at Fuchen and swayed towards his former seat.
Two bodies on the ground.
Fuchen sat next to the corpse, eating and sleeping, while the ants and mutated cockroaches on the ground also came to share the meal.
The little hands holding the food, regardless of species, grabbed everything into their mouths.
The light outside moved three or four times.
The books in the room remained the same despite the changes in light. Books such as "Basic Medicine", "Genetic Code", "Pathology", and "Advanced Neurology" were printed and fell into dust without being taken care of.
Fuchen ate and drank day by day, and gradually, she gained her own consciousness.
Her body still looks like that of a child, with blue blood vessels and pale skin. She is also visited by flies and mosquitoes, and she catches them and puts them in her mouth to eat.
Fuchen stared at the motionless zombie king and quickly judged: The opponent is not delicious, but it can be eaten; the opponent is very strong and can be surpassed; the opponent can be crushed by intelligence.
The food at home is all gone.
Fuchen jumped up, threw himself on the zombie king's neck, opened his mouth and bit him.
The skull is very hard.
Fuchen's teeth are also very sharp.
The thoughts in your brain, bite them! Eat your brains out!
The Zombie King, who had been sleeping, was awakened by something strange on his body. He opened his eyes and slowly touched the dust with his hand.
Fuchen immediately moved out of the way, jumped to the side and behind, and kept a distance from the Zombie King.
Her body functions responded, and even though there were no pupils in her eyes, there was a focused light.
"Roar." Fuchen roared.
I'm hungry! I want something to eat!
The Zombie King stood up and stared at the little zombie he picked up. He felt threatened.
The opponent's strength has increased and he still has consciousness.
The Zombie King stared at Fuchen, his eyes blank at her, his face expressionless.
But both of them felt something strange.
"Roar." The Zombie King whispered.
Who are you.
"Roar!" Fuchen yelled.
I want something to eat!
The two of them understood: they could communicate.
The Zombie King stood up, saw that there was no food on the ground, and walked outside the house.
Fuchen bent his legs, jumped on the zombie king's neck, rode on his neck, held his head, and opened his mouth to bite.
The zombie king ignored it and walked straight away.
A large number of zombies have already gathered outside the house. They sensed the aura of the Zombie King and automatically gathered here. They were no longer hungry, so they were still hanging around here, swaying from side to side, not going anywhere.
Use this place as your lair.
The two zombies took the lead in smelling the smell and looking for food.
The city has just been abandoned.
As soon as the zombie wave broke out, a large number of people ran to the big cities.
The two wandered around and walked to the bridge across the river, which was the only way to get to the provincial highway.
The river, which is several kilometers wide, is still flowing, and the calm water hides danger.
Rows of vertical lines suspend the bridge, which not only maintains the balance of the bridge, but also adds to its beauty.
At first glance, it is the decoration on the bridge across the river.
The zombie king appeared on the bridge across the river. The zombies in the city sensed the power of the energy and automatically gathered here.
There are cars on the bridge.
Zhang Wei put the RV into the space so that only people could pass by.
"boom".
I passed a few cars and came here and there from time to time.
Rourou has long been used to watching the zombies in the car.
There are also zombies imprisoned in the car.
They all wanted to escape the city, but they didn't know it was contagious after being bitten, or they were reluctant to leave their loved ones, but a bunch of them died on the way and they all became zombies.
Low-level zombies have no brains, cannot open a car, and cannot open tempered glass with brute force.
Her eyes were wrinkled, feeling sad for these poor people. She had no reaction in her heart. She had seen too many of them.
"boom."
There was a sudden noise from behind.
Rourou and Zhang Wei turned back at the same time.
There was a little kid squatting on the car behind, with his mouth wide open, his mouth straight down, and white smoke staring straight at the two of them.
Old acquaintance, little zombie.
"Fuck!" Zhang Wei's eyes were extremely red when he saw the enemy who destroyed his precious RV. Several electric currents rose up from his hands like vines and pierced the opponent's hands.
Fuchen immediately moved forward, jumped to another car, and chased him with a roar, and the strange sound pierced Zhang Wei's ears like a mockery.
The hands increased the current, increasing the current to the floating dust.
He has just been upgraded and has become a second-level thunder and lightning type user. He has also modified the RV. But now the RV cannot be placed.
"I don't believe I can't kill you." Zhang Wei chased Fuchen and discharged.
Rourou watched quietly, observing the other party. She looked behind her and saw the big zombie and the huge group of zombies. But she did not remind Zhang Wei.
Zhang Wei had upgraded, and she had also upgraded a long time ago, and had quietly reached level three, but she didn't dare to tell Zhang Wei.
Zhang Wei made her feel more like a lone wolf who was always replenishing his food.
She didn't want to reveal her secret, but she also wanted to see what the man she once loved looked like, the man who had always loved her before.
In the age of zombies, everyone is not human. But Rourou wants to be human.
She hopes that, at least, she can be a human being while she is alive.
Live as a human being, not as an animal.
Rourou noticed the teeth of the little zombie.
The last time, during the fight in the RV, she saw the teeth of the little zombie in the rearview mirror. At that time, there were obviously not so many teeth, but now the lower teeth have grown out.
This doesn't look like a zombie.
Rourou walked forward along the edge of the bridge.
Zhang Wei, who was fighting with Fuchen, also sensed the approaching danger and saw the large zombies and the tide of zombies.
"Fuck." He cursed loudly, stopped fighting, and ran away with all his strength.
He ran all the way and looked at Rourou running in front of him on the shore.
His eyes darkened.
She obviously saw it but said nothing.
Zhang Wei put his hands together and created a big electric ball with both hands, and directed it towards Rourou without saying a word.
The bridge where Rourou was on collapsed.
Rourou couldn't dodge, so she took out a milk bottle and threw it into the air.
Fuchen sensed the delicious food, jumped up high, bit his pacifier, and jumped toward the hole in the bridge.
